This greater fear got her out of her prison and to the doctor. Eve ended up having a double mastectomy and after that, weekly visits to the clinic for...chemo. She finally realized she could survive outside of her home and began to venture out more and more. Although still sick, she is trying to make up for all of her lost years as a virtual captive of her own demons. She is now visiting friend’s and relatives’ homes that she hasn’t been to in years. She laughed as she told me how surprising it. We all talked like and had many rounds. We all had many drinks. But no one was out of control. Then I asked for the dance to both of them. They both agreed and we went dancing floor. All of three dancing together closely. Riya was dancing very close to me. Pinky was blushing out and smiling.I told Riya to go and sit and drink, by the time I make Pinky horny. She went back to and seat. Pinky asked what happened I told nothing she wanted to some more drink so she went. I and Pinky were dancing.. There has to be some trace of her somewhere.”Xander readjusts his weight on the stone floor.“Too many traces actually. That's what's making her difficult to track.”“What do you mean?”“In the last 24 hours, she's hit up every major hiding place in the area that we set up since coming here. Including a few of the former ones we've abandoned and the secret ones we set up for you in case of a slayer apocalypse of some kind. Each time she takes some supply but leaves the rest of them behind. I'd say. You search on the web for a glory hole location. You drive there, sometimes hours away (imagine driving hours just to suck cock), since you’re such a sissy you probably approach the door of the adult book store three or four times, each time turning away in disgust at yourself. Then, as you’re forcing yourself to approach it one more time, a strong aggressive looking real man walks in just in front of you, and you can’t help yourself, you follow him in. You hang your head in shame as you.